Three days is fleeting.

After Qin Lang went to Yanjing, he completely lost his voice, as if he had evaporated from the world.

Zhao Mingyue and Lin Xi'er were terrified, for fear that there would be potential safety hazards on Qin Lang's side.

Junzi comforted on the side, saying that the place where the old doctor lived was relatively remote, and he didn't like modern equipment, so it was possible that the communication tools were deliberately placed in other places by the young master, so there was no way to get a reply in time.

For three days in a row, not to mention Lin Xi'er and Zhao Mingyue, even the army couldn't find any trace of the young master.

Not only is Lin Xi'er's mother and daughter anxious, but he is also anxious!

The young master explained that the words and reasons he said were almost used up, and if Miss Lin asked again, he wouldn't know how to make up an excuse!

At this time, a figure appeared at the door of the ward.

This is an old man, with crane hair and a childish face, with an inexplicable aura on his body.

He raised his head, glanced at the room number of the ward, and coughed, which of you is Lin Tianlin?

Old man, who are you? Zhao Mingyue hurriedly got up and asked.

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Qin Lang touched his all-white beard and chuckled, the old man said that he was called Tianjizi, and he came to save people at the request of the junior of the Qin family.

Tianjizi?

Junzi was behind, looking at the familiar face, the existence that should have been frustrated and scattered, and now it actually appeared in front of him again, and he couldn't help but feel a little absurd.

He knew that the young master would return to the hospital again as an old man, but he really didn't expect that the old man would be a genius.

Moreover, it is so similar, there is almost no difference with the real Tianjizi, and even he, who crushed his bones and scattered ashes with his own hands, has no way to distinguish the real from the fake.

This disguise technique is against the sky!

Ji Lao, you're here, you're finally here!

Junzi hurriedly stepped forward, blinking his eyes, signaling that he recognized it.

But Qin Lang's face was cold, and he kicked out, and the whole person of the army was like an upside-down kite, and he was directly kicked out for several meters, and sat on the ground with a butt slumped, grinning in pain, Doctor Ji, why did you come here alone? Let me know sooner, so I can arrange for someone to pick you up?

The old man can come when he wants to, and he can leave when he wants, what does it have to do with you?

Qin Lang was too lazy to make another mask, there happened to be a ready-made one, why didn't he use it?

He said with a displeased face, what about Lin Tianlin? Where are the people?

He looked around and frowned, the old man didn't like the environment here.

Zhao Mingyue and Lin Xi'er both glanced at each other, deeply shocked, they never thought that Tianjizi's thin body could actually kick the five big and three thick soldiers out so far with one kick.

It's incredible!

Old doctor, that's right, my husband is being consulted by various specialists, and now it is a little inconvenient. Zhao Mingyue elaborated truthfully.

Qin Lang waved his hand, lead the way ahead, the old man went to take a look!

Zhao Mingyue and Lin Xi'er didn't dare to refuse, even the military recognized this old divine doctor, so they naturally knew where it was extraordinary, and obediently led the way in front and came to a treatment room.

Lin Tianlin, who was naked and had a big bald head, was lying on the hospital bed, receiving the scanning of various instruments and the fingers of experts and professors.

Suddenly, the door of the treatment room was opened, and the experts led by the old man from abroad all turned their heads and looked at each other angrily, waiting for Zhao Mingyue and Lin Xi'er, who were walking in front, and scolded, What are you trying to do? We are checking Mr. Lin's physical condition, very anxious, do you want to interrupt our train of thought, don't you want Mr. Lin to recover?!

These experts and professors have already risen in their hearts.

Three days ago, he was scolded by Qin Lang angrily, and he didn't even dare to let go of a fart, but now he wanted to leave, but he tried his best to leave them in the distance.

I can't walk, I can't operate if I stay, it's like I'm imprisoned, not to mention how aggrieved I am.

Don't they dare to be angry with Qin Lang, and don't they dare to take advantage of Qin Lang's absence to roar at a lonely mother and daughter?

It's not like this, it's the divine doctor invited by Qin Shao who has arrived, and we want him to see my husband's physical condition. Zhao Mingyue hurriedly explained bitterly.

Miracle Doctor?

It's you?

A bad old man with all white hair and a scruffy body?

Several foreign experts looked at Qin Lang, who had changed his face, and couldn't help but sneer.

A bunch of rubbish! Get the old man away, you can't even save a patient, and you dare to shout here?!

Qin Lang snorted coldly, very cold.

He has long been impatient with this group of foreign experts.

If it weren't for the fact that it would have to cost a lot of money on treatment, I wouldn't have bothered to invite these stupid things.

Besides, he doesn't have the bad taste of wearing someone else's mask and being ridiculed and pretending to be slapped in the face.

walked straight to Lin Tianlin, and in the process, several experts deliberately blocked him with their bodies, but they were all gently pushed by Qin Lang, and they staggered and sat on the ground.

Qin Lang took out all the patches of various instruments on Lin Tianlin's body, and took out a delicate silver needle box from his arms.

Twisted out a silver needle, and pierced it on the various acupuncture points around Lin Tianlin's body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Lin Tianlin's complexion is beginning to change towards a sickly flush.

Before the experts led by the old man abroad began to speak harshly, such as if something happened, you would bear all the responsibility or something.

None of the words were spoken.

Qin Lang had already used a special silver needle to penetrate Lin Tianlin's head, and there was a stream of black-red stained blood, which flowed out from his head along the hollow large silver needle.

The entire box was filled with an unpleasant stench.

How does this work?!

This is the crushing fluid of the tumor?!

How did it melt, and why did it flow down the silver needle?!

It's not scientific!

The old man abroad and a few experts, you look at me, I look at you, and muttered in shock.

After a few minutes, Qin Lang pulled out the silver needle on the top of Lin Tianlin's head, clapped his hands, and only said lightly, okay!

Several experts stepped forward and began a comprehensive inspection.

After a while, the muscles of the old man's face trembled, and he said in disbelief in horror:

How is this possible, the shadow of the tumor is gone?!